Great Qin had a prosperous age

Chapter 35: The small fire is already there, all it needs is the east wind (please give me a monthly ticket, thank you all)

"Father, do you have anything to say to your son?" Fusu turned around again.

Ying Zheng said nothing. Seeing this, the servants on the left and right retreated to the outer hall to wait.

The empty inner hall was suddenly silent. In most places, wherever the afterglow shone slantingly, every part of the hall was emitting dazzling copper light. There were a few long-bright lamps swaying slightly in the dark.

Occasionally, a gust of west wind blows in, rolling up the curtains and shaking slightly, and the cigarette in the copper stove suddenly spits out a big puff of strong fragrance.

Under the slanting light of the setting sun, Ying Zheng's figure became more majestic and extraordinary, his eyes suddenly became clear, "Recently, I have heard some rumors."

What happened to Mr. Chang Ping?
Did Ying Zheng really go check it out?
Didn't it mean that Jun's father had ordered him to be transferred back?
"It's about the reserve."

When Fusu heard these calm words from Ying Zheng's mouth, he felt like a bolt from the blue.

Fusu only felt a lead weight hit his heart hard, and then his right eyelid suddenly beat hard one after another. He suddenly felt dizzy, which seemed to be an ominous sign.

"Some Confucian lambs in the court keep talking about it, and they want to write a letter to admonish the widow to make you the crown prince." Ying Zheng raised his forehead and pinched the bridge of his nose, as if he was having a headache because of this matter.

"This is actually happening. How could my son be so virtuous and capable as to be recommended by the great scholars in the court? What's more, my father is now in his prime, so how could he suddenly consider setting up a heir apparent?"

This last sentence is what Ying Zheng wants to hear.

Seeing that Ying Zheng's expression softened slightly, Fusu added, "My father has now attacked six countries, and only four of them are left. Wei will be destroyed in just a few months, while Qin and Chu are still at war, and Chu's national strength is increasing." Failing. I think that at this critical time, your father need not pay attention to these idle words."

After hearing this, Ying Zheng just twitched his beard and smiled, his eyes sparkling, and then he began to look at Fusu again.

"Do you really think so?" Ying Zheng suddenly asked.

"My son, I dare not deceive my father." Fusu bowed and bowed.

"Then why do you come to Zhangtai every day?"

Upon hearing this, Fusu naturally became anxious, "How come your father is playing tricks on me like this? I came to Zhangtai before because I was summoned. Today, I came here to present a columbian to your father. It's a pity. I never dreamed that my father would not be happy to receive this treasure, but would also look down upon it."

Ying Fusu finished speaking in one breath and confided all the unhappiness in his heart to Ying Zheng, and he suddenly felt much more relaxed.

In front of Ying Zheng, he was always involuntarily wallowing in a sense of uneasiness and fear.

This was the first time Fusu felt relaxed in front of Ying Zheng, his biological father.

Ying Zheng was a little surprised at first, but then suddenly laughed.

"You should argue with Yao Jia."

Fusu said nothing, his face was still ashen, but of course he felt much happier.

Ying Zheng suddenly stood up, rolled up his sleeves skillfully, and suddenly felt a lot lighter all over his body.Then Ying Zheng stretched out his broad and straight chest and paced up and down the hall, but at the same time, his slightly bulging round belly dangled in Fusu's eyes.

His test just now proved that Fusu didn't know about this, which showed that Fusu had no internal support outside the palace.

In this way, those Confucian scholars only wanted to stabilize the country of Qin.

But why didn't King Li Si, Wan Wei Zhuang, mention this matter in front of everyone?
Just to obey others' wishes?
The matter of establishing a reserve is related to the foundation of the country.

But does everyone die eventually?Even if he is the king of Qin, there is no exception?
After his death, who will Qin be handed over to?
Fusu, he is still too young——

Ying Zheng looked out the window, his eyes far away, as if he was thinking about something again.

It's not like Ying Zheng's style to be so indecisive. Could it be that he is reflecting on himself?
How is this possible? Ying Fusu shook his head violently.If he could reflect on himself, would the Great Qin Empire still fall...

But now the only thing he can be sure of is that the matter of establishing the crown prince has caused a small stir in the court, and it can be seen from Yingzheng's attitude towards him that he has begun to take this matter seriously.

Suddenly, two flames rose in Fusu's eyes.

Since his original intention was to seize the throne and create a prosperous age, why not add fuel and jealousy to make the fire more intense.

Perhaps, this matter was not as difficult as he imagined.He originally thought that he would have to make countless achievements to win over Ying Zheng's rock-solid heart.

But just like now, the so-called link is connected.He won Ying Zheng's favor a little, and it happened that Wang Bi asked Ying Zheng for troops. Ying Zheng refused to send troops under the pretense of playing chess with him, but the courtiers aroused groundless suspicions because of this incident...

This is a small fire, and he really wants to fan the east wind on this small fire.

If it is really possible to make a lot of officials complain, and the whole court discusses, I will see how your Qin Wangzheng will end...

Moreover, with Yingzheng's vision and strategy, how could he choose to do nothing after realizing the interests of a country's relationship with the establishment of a reserve.

In the huge palace, Ying Zheng stood alone and looked out the window, looking far into the distance, deep in thought.

Ying Zheng paced, and suddenly came to the bronze frame behind his seat.

Fusu naturally looked over.

There were originally six swords hanging on this bronze frame, symbolizing the Six Kingdoms.

It was rumored that he had sworn to pacify the six kingdoms in his lifetime and take off a sword for each kingdom he destroyed. Now, there are still four swords hanging on this bronze stand.

Ying Zheng looked at the paint table and suddenly felt melancholy...

After he destroyed that bastard Lao Ai and killed Lu Buwei, he determined to be the master of these seven kingdoms.

Now, he is 35 years old, but there are still four countries to decide.

The ministers have their own thoughts, and the generals are leading their troops, but now someone dares to make such ridiculous remarks about establishing a prince.

Don't they think that the power of a few people is not enough to destroy the kingdoms and imitate King Wen to rule the world in one fell swoop?

He only knew that he could not leave himself a way out.

In this world, the weak eat the strong, and either you die or I die.

If I don't destroy the six kingdoms in one day, if the six kingdoms get a chance to breathe, they will definitely attack Qin.

Unless Qin is the only one left among the seven countries, there will be no more wars.

Qin will no longer face threats from any country.

"Zhao Gao——" Ying Zheng suddenly shouted loudly.

"My minister is here." Zhao Gao trotted in from the outer hall.

"I want to send more troops to Wang Ben!"

(End of this chapter)